Chapter 32: Courtship Period Jinjiang exclusively authorized the first release, please protect the original...
The velvety-smooth wine flowed down her throat. Ani glanced at the densely packed stars in the sky and casually asked, "Bet? What's the stake?"
Imolius looked at her profile and said, "If he doesn't listen to you and stay on Mon'en Star, even if I win, you owe me a condition."
Annie wanted to ask what the "conditions" were, but the other party said directly: "I haven't decided what I want you to do yet. Don't worry, I won't let you go bankrupt. The most I can do is - ask you to do one more thing for me that you can do. If he really listens, well, I'll give you the winery you like."
Annie glanced at him, turned on the communicator and started to check on the spot how much the winery was worth. Imolius looked at her lit virtual screen and drank intermittently until Annie's expression froze. He looked at the whole bottle in his hand with suspicion, and his pupils trembled.
"How is it?" His voice suddenly came close to my ear, with a hint of the bewitching aura that the Butterfly Clan usually has. "It's not a loss, right?"
"Boss, you are so rich." Ani sighed sincerely, "It makes me feel a little bit of hatred towards the rich."
Imolius laughed out loud, his hoarse and lazy voice drifting past like a feather gently scratching a fallen feather. He smiled and said, "Do you think that only munitions, weapons, medical treatments, etc. are valuable? In fact, famous wines, antiques, rare toys, or... peerless beauties, these things are also very expensive on Starnet."
"The Free Alliance has regulations prohibiting the trafficking of living people, right?" Annie remembered the regulations of various major organizations and Zerg laws very clearly.
Imolius said: "You just need to ask the person in charge to enter the 'black market', and she will tell you how to get a large amount of contraband and slaves. Let me tell you."
He reached out and covered the back of Ani's hand. His finger bones were long, slender, white, and boneless. He inserted them between her fingers and led her to enter a URL. After the jump verification, a prompt "Entering a dangerous URL" lit up on the virtual screen.
This means the loss of supervision from Skydome Technology. Most areas of the star network are supervised by the intelligent machines. Each intelligent life with a different code name will carry out basic management to minimize the appearance of news that endangers the peace of all races on the network.
Annie was led by him and clicked "Confirm to go".
The color of the screen suddenly changed, and the safety logo in the upper right corner that indicated supervision and virus protection suddenly disappeared. The most eye-catching thing on the main page is the bounty list with bloody red letters, and on the right is a list of hunters in the galaxy that can be pulled out.
Annie's eyes stayed on the name Zero One Three for half a second, then moved away and saw the anonymous forum below.
The title is much more explosive than the safe URL. The first post is——
[A large reward] The Science and Technology Association conducted its final internal cleansing before recruiting new members. A few people slipped through the net and are included in the list.
[Slave Transfer] A Yuxing slave acquired three years ago, implanted with a mind control system and monitoring chip. His body is intact with few scars. I am selling it at 50% off the original price.
Ani didn't scroll down. She suddenly said, "I'm a little curious about your worth."
"Although we are partners, I am quite tolerant of you." He pointed at the wine in Annie's hand, "When I invited you to drink, I didn't care about the price. Does the White Knight want to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs just because I can make a fortune by selling them?"
He was not afraid, but just smiled lazily and joked: "Is there still any law on Meng'en Star?"
"Well, I'm just curious." Ani said, "You say I have no law, but you are also a lawbreaker. You are the mastermind, the financial sponsor, and the ultimate beneficiary. If you are tried, you will be burned at the stake before me."
Imolius nodded, seeming to agree with her. Star S108 was so cold that the tip of his nose turned slightly red from the cold. He put the wine glass aside and retracted his fingers into his cloak.
In the distance, a giant robotic arm is installing the last attack module for No. 01. Ani drank until her body was warm. Her ability to maintain a constant temperature was much better than that of Imolius. While supervising him, she murmured to herself, "Okay, since you gave me this expensive drink for free, I'll let you go. But you are a hen that lays golden eggs... a little rooster? You can grow a huge check in your belly."
She was hot, and Imolius was tired. He closed his eyes and leaned against Ani: "You asked the right person. If you don't run away and stay as my bodyguard, I will give you a high price that no organization can afford."
"I don't want to," said Ani.
"Why not? Aren't you a money-lover?" Imorius saw through what she liked a long time ago and tempted her, "I can lay golden eggs and make money make money. We are accomplices in crime whose names should be written together, White Knight. I can build a palace for you with the most expensive gems in the world, and let you step on the floor cast with precious metals every day."
"Ah, so attractive." She said this emotionlessly, reaching into her cloak, grabbing his frozen fingers and rubbing them, "Next time I talk to you, I will tell you that the charge for five minutes is 100,000. Pay first and talk later, Your Majesty."
Imolius laughed, "Are you sure?"
Ani glanced at him, hesitated for a while, and gave up: "Forget it, if you really have this much money, I don't want to stay in Meng'en Star and be your slave - I want to be the second party with backbone."
It's really strange. She was a natural enemy who almost bit and swallowed him to death when she lost control, but when Ani was sane, Imolius labeled her strength as harmless and believed in her like a gamble.
He still felt cold, and slowly moved his position, finally almost leaning into her arms, and said, "You still know that you are the second party. I thought you were here to punish the black-hearted businessmen." His fingertips gradually warmed up in Annie's palm, and then he said, "Are you leaving when it's daybreak?"
"We'll leave after the last step is done." Ani paused, and suddenly remembered something, "You got me addicted to this expensive drink! You..."
Imolius raised his hands and put them around her neck, and that extremely beautiful face came closer to his eyes. Annie was slightly speechless when he suddenly approached her. She stared at the man's beautifully shaped lips with bright red bead. He seemed to be very good at taking care of his appearance. She smelled a slight scent of skin care products. Even at such a close distance, he was so beautiful that she couldn't see even a trace of flaw.
Her reaction was what Butterfly expected. Imolius' fingers gently stroked the ends of her hair and whispered, "What's your name? Lin Jiang is the Spider Clan's way of naming. You shouldn't be Lin Jiang, right?"
Ani listened to his words in silence for a few seconds, and suddenly said: "Wait, what did you say? I didn't hear it. When you lean over like this, the only thing I can think of is kissing you."
"…I thought you only loved money."
"I am also a healthy and normal woman!" Annie protested psychologically unbalancedly.
Imoris verified the answer, let go of her hand, turned his head and ignored her. He pulled his hand back from her shoulder, but was immediately wrapped by something sticky. He hated the sticky touch and frowned, but was then pinched by her waist with her hand reaching into her cloak.
His slender waist was tightly bound by the poisonous spider's hands, and he was dragged over and pressed down on the high platform. The wind blew in, and Imolius shivered with cold. He subconsciously resisted and kicked her thigh, but Annie's figure quickly enveloped the man, and she approached immediately with a sense of oppression. The predator's terrifying hot breath fell on him -
He didn't pull his wrist out of the tentacles. When Annie bent down to kiss her forcefully, his heart tightened and he turned his face away in panic.
But her breath stopped at her ear, and the forced behavior did not take the next step.
Ani let go of the tentacles, and he immediately retracted his sore wrist. They remained in a stalemate in the cold wind for a few seconds before Imolius realized that she did not force the kiss, and he slowly turned around and raised his eyes.
Ani looked at him seriously.
Her pink pupils were bright and clear, like a star. After their eyes met, Ani smiled and said, "Aren't you scared? Why are you trying to seduce me? Are you not confident in your charm? Or have you seen too many people fall for you? Are you testing whether I will become your trophy? Well, you are very beautiful. I know you are very beautiful."
“…”
"You know I will be tempted by money and beauty. To be fair, I also want to know whether you, a gambler, have the courage to pay the price. It seems..." Ani chatted with him enthusiastically, "You don't seem to be ready to pay the price either. Or is it because I was always indifferent before, and you have a problem with my aesthetics?"
"Bad woman, let me go." He put his hand on the back of Ani's hand that was around his waist. "It hurts so much. The body I have taken care of for so many years has been squeezed blue and purple by you. It's ugly..."
Ani loosened her fingers.
Imolius rubbed his wrist and said, "Who knows if you have a special fetish and like black spiders. You are not even a spider, right? You don't have the attraction of your own kind, but you are willing to marry such a boring man. You even want to go to the war star field for him to bring glory to your mother-in-law."
He knew Annie's destination, which was indeed a war-torn star field full of dangers, chaos and disorder.
"...How do you feel?" Annie heard a little bit of his competitive spirit in appearance. She didn't say it directly, but said, "You seem to be catching a cold."
"I'll take you to the fifth star ring," Imolius said. "I've updated the star map data in the submarine's smart AI. If nothing goes wrong, you can drive automatically all the way to your destination. Not only is it a place where various armed organizations are fighting fiercely, but there are also hunting grounds set up by the Free Alliance on several planets. Star Sea warriors often come in and out, so be careful."
He guessed that the White Knight was probably also a hunter, but he didn't point it out. He just relaxed and sighed, saying, "After I send you back, I will have a good rest for a while to recover from my cold and the wound you pinched me..." He pointed to the bandage on his neck, "and here. I can't go see people in such a mess."
Ani raised her hand and held the side of his neck, touching it through the white bandage, a little embarrassed: "Can I lick the wound?"
Imolius was stunned: "...What?"
"I'll help you recover." Ani said sincerely, "And my slime is super useful!"
"No." His voice turned cold.
"It's really useful! Why are you so stubborn? Aren't businessmen said to be very flexible?"
"I hate slime, I hate tentacles, and I hate other people's saliva even more. Let me go, let go! It's so dirty... Hey!!"
"I can turn into a pool of liquid and wrap you up... and then your wounds will heal immediately..."
"No! You're so perverted... I'll jump down from here if you do this." Someone refused to comply.
"...Oh." It was Ani's voice that was hit hard and a little depressed, "No taste."
She glanced at Imolius, who was resisting so hard that his whole body was uncomfortable, and secretly made up her mind: in addition to giving birth to children, she would also change the entire universe, make them like sticky jelly and tentacles, and execute all the guys who hate me... immediately!
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After the transformation of the submarine was completed, Imolius sent her away from Mon'en.
The fifth star ring is the edge of the Moon Star. He sat by the warm cabin door, watching the enemy starship outside the porthole activate its hidden system and disappear into the vast universe.
Imorius had indeed caught a cold, her guess was correct. The subordinates beside him prepared the treatment potion, tore open the package of the oral liquid, inserted a straw and handed it to him.
Imolius took it and took a sip. It tasted like sweet and sour strawberry. The taste suddenly reminded him of the sticky pink liquid on Annie's body. His stomach cramped and he felt like he was drinking something she had ejaculated... Imolius put down the glass bottle containing the medicine and threw it aside.
The White Knight caused him some psychological trauma.
Imolius didn't take the medicine and started coughing uncomfortably. Before he proposed to return to Moon Star, his secretary suddenly called with an urgent message.
"Boss," the secretary said nervously, "something happened."
Imolius raised his eyelids and said, "The Queen wants me to go back and ask for punishment? To accuse me of dumping or malicious merger?"
"No," the secretary said. "An employee of the factory has been arrested. His ID number is 1779. The attacker wants to speak to you."
Imolius sneered: "Idiot, call the police--"
"The kidnappers will kill him!" the secretary blurted out. "The person with badge 1779 is a researcher who participated in the modification of the starship just before you left."
Imolius' smile faded. He raised his hand and pinched his earlobe in annoyance, took off the gem earrings on his ears, took a breath, and said, "Connect it."
"OK."
Most of the personnel involved in the modification of the submarine are his confidants, including many cutting-edge scholars and researchers in their fields who have in-depth cooperation with his family. Imolius cannot abandon them as cold-bloodedly as he would abandon an ordinary worker.
The communication was transferred, but the picture was not very clear.
The other party seemed to be unfamiliar with technology products and was a little slow in connecting.
After a brief black screen, the picture appeared in a cramped and dim room, with all the images lit up by screens on the wall. The screens were of different brightness, some large and some small, and were pasted all over the wall to cover everything tightly. The same video was playing on the screens.
That was a video of "Lin Jiang" getting married to her fiancé. Her face appeared on the screen, and she smiled as she repeated what the etiquette officer had told her: "I will go against my instincts and curb my greed. I will cherish all that you have and protect everything that is yours."
Beautiful and melodious music sounded at the wedding. The progress of these videos are different. Some have reached the stage of exchanging rings, while others are still playing the prelude. Her face is infinitely magnified in front of the camera, and loving voices sound like a sonata.
There is always a screen that plays "I love you", so the three words "I love you" become a curse, repeated intermittently and suffocatingly. The screen on the wall reflected thin silk threads - they were spider webs. The transparent spider silk covered the screen and enveloped her image.
Work badge 1779 was tied to a chair. His prototype was a cicada, with spider silk tied to its thin wings.
A figure stood in the room, and Imolius saw his ankle-length black hair. The young man had a slender and familiar figure, dressed in a servant's outfit, with transparent gauze fluttering in his black hair as he moved.
Mo Wan turned around. He was holding a sharp knife, which seemed to be used for cutting fruit or vegetables. He had washed it very cleanly. His pupils were dark, and he stroked the back of the knife with his fingertips. He looked at the screen and said, "I'm sorry, I probably shouldn't have disturbed you. After all, my wife went to see another male before she left, and I am also to blame for being too incompetent."
The other party still looked docile, but Imolius knew very well that he should not anger her at this time: "Nothing happened between her and me."
"Nothing happened?" Mo Wan repeated in confusion. He raised his eyebrows slightly, his dark eyebrows and pupils embedded in this overly pale face. "You mean, the flirtatious butterfly has been in the same room with my wife many times, and then you say you didn't seduce her? You, the lewd butterfly spirit, your sweet-talking mouth should be torn to pieces..."
His words came to an abrupt end. Mo Wan lowered his eyes and said in a gentle and guilty tone: "I'm sorry, do I look fierce? ... I didn't mean to be like this. This is also your fault."
"You want to blame me?" Imolius couldn't help but ask, "It was the one who decided to leave immediately after the wedding-"
"Shut up." Mo Wan's face suddenly turned gloomy.
Imolius clenched the dice in his hand, and the dice made a squeaking sound as they rubbed against each other. He looked past Mo Wan and at 1779 behind him, saying, "What do you want? Let him go. Do you know what you are doing?"
Mo Wan walked to the back of the chair and put his hand on Chan's shoulder. The other party's eyes widened in fear, but he could not make a sound. He pressed the knife in his hand against the cicada's wings and murmured, "I hate you winged creatures."
"etc……"
The tip of his knife pierced into the base of 1779's wing, and the sharp blade sank into the skin. Mo Wan said to Imolius, "I've already asked him, and he said he was only responsible for updating the star map and didn't know where Lady Lin Jiang was going. I didn't believe him, so I asked him a few more times. He got really noisy and started screaming - I hate cicadas, so I cut off his tongue."
Mo Wan closed her eyes, blaming herself for her actions, and said, "I forgot that he used his eardrum to make the noise. If I cut off his tongue, I won't be able to get the exact coordinates of the planet. Without her, I really can't do anything... I can only ask you, Imorius."
He was wearing a sparkling wedding ring on his finger. It was the communicator attached to the account "Lin Jiang" and was put on his hand by Annie on the day of their wedding.
"Can you tell me where she is going?" Mo Wan looked up and asked him.
His voice was so calm and gentle, without any harsh emotion. But Imoris was only silent for a short while, and Mo Wan's hand fell silently - cutting in along the direction of the cicada's wing, breaking the texture and splashing blood.
The spurting blood splattered on his face.
Mo Wan completely and delicately dissected the cicada's wings. His blood-stained black gloves once again fell on the other's painfully spasming shoulders. His cheeks were bloodshot, and the extreme red flowed down from his pale skin, contrasting with his long black hair. The docile and well-behaved man was like a demon that had lost its seal. He smiled slightly and said softly, "Imolius, where is she going? Can you tell me?"
Imolius licked his teeth and stared at his face. "Are you crazy? If you do this, I can definitely sue you. No, I can kill you without asking for your permission!"
Mo Wan simply moved the knife to his employee's abdomen, where there was an eardrum that vibrated and made sounds. His voice was soft and gentle, as if he didn't hear the other party's threat. He just murmured: "Please tell me where she is going. I will thank you... If the details you tell me are different from what he told me, I will choose to believe you and digest this cicada who lied to me... into juice."
"..." Imolius's forehead throbbed, he stared at the bloody knife, "Stop, I'll tell you. Mo Wan, do you know that you are about to be stressed?"
Mo Wan held the knife, his eyes dark, and said calmly: "No, I'm just in the courtship period."
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